Will's girlfriend sends him to M&R to collect his 'gift'

Lucy looks aver at me with a glint in her eye, I knew it meant that she was up to something but that wasn’t something particularly new, and it was usually pretty fun. Like this morning she insisted I wear her lacy white knickers, but it usually ended with some very kinky sex at the end of the day, so I was happy to comply. I didn’t mind doing it, only she knew, and that was hot, but I was always cautious to make sure nobody noticed.

“So don’t forget to go to the address I gave you, your deferred birthday present is waiting for you.”

“You still won’t even give me a clue as to what it is?” I playfully ask

“No! Although I will tell you that it will be lots of fun for both of us!” She coyly replied.

Both of us, that made me definitely sure it was something sexy, maybe a hot outfit she would wear in the bedroom later, or some new toys to use on each other. I was definitely excited.

So I made my way to the business address I had during my day out, I walked into the lobby and decided to approach the reception desk.

There sits a stunning and clearly sexualised person, you don’t wear clothes like that and not know the ‘exact’ impact it will have on the people you meet.

Not averse to a bit of flirting I stand up straight and approach the girl behind the desk.

“Good afternoon” I cheerfully proclaim with a smile beaming across my face “I don’t know if you can help me, but I’m here to collect a gift. Could you point me in the right direction? This place looks like it could be very easy to get lost in.” I chortle a little at my own joke, she probably doesn’t give a f*ck about my jokes she’ll be bored senseless by guys hitting on her or even just harmlessly flirting with her, with the consistency it must happen, especially looking the way she does.

I smile and wait for her to finish her task, possibly slightly enjoying the view.

This girl is clearly trying, licking of her lips, reapplication of lipstick, her shirt is definitely buttoned well below what is usual for a work environment.
<p style=”text-align: left;”> Then I’m hit with “They’re natural ‘C’ cups by the way and they smell nice too, huh?” did she just open with a statement about her breasts. I didn’t think I was that blatant, is she taking the piss?</p>
Unsure if I am being meddled with or have just encountered a very sexually forward woman.

I decide to be safe, and resist the urge to flirt back. Though I wonder if I’m missing a golden opportunity. Lucy wouldn’t mind, we have an open relationship, but something felt a little unnatural.

“oh I wasn’t staring, I mean they’re fantastic, but i wasn’t trying to come on to you.” I manage to stammer out controlling my innate male urge to simply drool at the sexual display being put on.

“My name, Will, my sponsor? I don’t know what you mean. My girlfriend bought me a gift and said to pick it up from this building?”

With the sexual nature of the reception assistant and the coy remarks Lucy made earlier, I was wondering what this ‘gift’ was, had she bought some kind of escort experience, unlikely that would be a bit out there for her. I pondered the situation, but not for long…

She stood up, wafting a most sensual smell; sweet, floral, bold but still innocent. It was intoxicating. Then there was the view, as she straitened her back she pressed her breasts out and I couldn’t help but be caught noticing.

I run your ID through our scanning machine which then drops your cards into our vault drawer. As your information comes up, I print out a custom contract and drop it on the counter in front of you:

“There we go now. We’ve confirmed your identity and you are very much eligible for your prize. If you will sign this form we can be begin. Be sure to check off the yes/no block next to the following questions:
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1. Are you wanted by any police agency;
2. Do you currently have any communicable disease,
3. Are you currently wearing panties, knickers or any other items of feminine underwear; and
4. If the answer to 3 is yes; were said undies previously used before wearing?
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“I think that about does it: So how excited are you to receive your prize sir? I have a flexible metallic tape measure printed in metric and imperial scales if you us to know precisely.” ~giggle ~giggle

This is followed by her printing out a contract to sign, with some most peculiar questions.

I tick the first box for ‘no’, -then the same for the second box.

I reach the third.. What? Did Lucy know about this, is this why she got me to wear these knickers. What on earth is this gift.

I pause contemplating if I answer honestly or not, it’s not like they will know either way.

I’m broken in my thought chain by this lady’s clear insinuation of measuring how erect I am, this must be something sexual. But this building definitely screamed corporate, not brothel or agency. Then again, it would explain the behaviour of the receptionist a little better.

“I think that about does it: So how excited are you to receive your prize sir? I have a flexible metallic tape measure printed in metric and imperial scales if you us to know precisely.”

Despite my concerns and the jarring nature of this interaction, this woman is oozing sexuality at me. And I find myself with a semi, my more grounded thoughts about this contract being unusual stopping it from being full mast.

Unfortunately for me, my girlfriends knickers offer little in crotch space, and my semi is not particularly contained, making a decent tent. I move my arms to cover it.

“I, err, perhaps that’s not nessecary..” I fumble out, ” I have a girlfriend” I follow up with, trying to diffuse the aggressively sexual connotations in her mannerism that are knocking me off guard.

I look up from the contract, feeling distinctly bemused by my unexpected encounter. Having not ticked either box for the third part of the checkboxes.

“what exactly is this ‘prize’? I thought it was a gift. Your going to have to explain what I’m doing here, what does your business provide, and what am I collecting?”

I am intrigued, Lucy clearly has something planned and this place is involved. What it is I don’t know, but I’ll explore, see what she is trying to do, who knows it could be fun, Could it be an escort for us to have a 3 some with. Is it something physical or an experience. I look up hoping to get some answers as I go.

I smile professionally as you check off the first two questions satisfactorily but then stop and pointedly ask: “what exactly is this ‘prize’? I thought it was a gift. Your going to have to explain what I’m doing here, what does your business provide, and what am I collecting?”

My smile remains on my face as I gently respond: “Actually we don’t sir, have to explain anything until you completely fill out this form and sign it. You came to us you know, not the other way around. Nothing is stopping you from turning around and being on your way.”
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“Now if you prefer, you can write the initials ‘S’ ‘W’ next to Question 3 which will allow me to offer you this. Hold on a moment please.”

I open a tube of very sweet-smelling lipstick in front of you. “This is our special Snow White brand lipstick hence the SW of your form. You may of course keep the tube but only after you allow me to apply it to your lips in the normal fashion. I know that is a lot to ask but many people think that the effort is well worth the reward. It is of course, your choice unless you would like me to make that choice for you.” ~giggle

I wave the open tube under your nose until you take a good whiff and then place it in front of you, staring at your reaction.

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